What I meant about Dad, he did so much to get home from a horrible war, & only after he passed from Diabetes, did President Abama recognize his war Efforts. Sadly, he couldn't, he threw his bronze metal over board, indignantly, because the service men he called brothers, were dead. He taught me so much at bed time, might as well curl up to a mortar Shell, & dig a fox hole, cause I could envision his pain. The man suffered from PTSD & no one would help him. Here comes along wine & dine, beat the S*** out of everything & everyone, stuck in a Religious Cult till I got him out, his mom thanked me while Barbie his sister hated me, for everything some people, you can't please, Programmer Bff who was intricall in creating the Computers next ππͺstep in the future. Well that's a mind blow. π³π